8:47 (Outro)

I've been so down Count the minutes till you come back home I count the minutes till you come back home The more I say it, yeah, the more I choke I'm where you left me on the ground Yeah, this house it starts to fill with smoke Tried so hard to fix the shit you broke You make my heart feel like a fucking joke I hate it that you're running from me We're screaming but I don't even hear it Fighting and the words cut to bleed I scream them but I know I don't mean it Open up your eyes and you'll see Open up your heart and you'll feel it I think that it's my turn, I should leave You're afraid to say out loud that you need that So I walk these streets alone I left our home because I know that There's no saving us from what we know Will tear us apart and rip our soul 8:47's a little early for a strip club You're searching for the feeling when our lips touch Take your seat and watch the world Numb the pain with pills and girls